My Wish

St Mother Teresa holding a child

The sidewalks and the roadways,
have now become my home.
Since misfortune somehow found me,
I’ve been wandering alone.

The coldness and the darkness
Of every passing night
Leads me to a shelter
That for tonight feels alright

Crying Child

You’d not think it’s perfect
It’s loud and space is tight
But if they have a bed for me
It’s perfect for this night

I’m tired, cold and hungry
My body’s wracked with pain
But I’m just a broken spirit
Not a person gone insane

And if the moment strikes you
That to give is to receive
Then you are that one person
That helps me to believe

Children with outstretched arms - seeking help

So look at me this Christmas
And thank your lucky stars
That you have what you do have
And don’t bare all these scars

I believe that I will conquer
All that fate has dealt to me
And I’ll never give up trying
I believe in humanity

So while you sit with family
Gathered ’round your Christmas tree
And open Santa’s presents
I hope you’ll think of me

Children sleeping rough

If there’s one gift you can give me
I will tell you what I’d like
It’s not a giant castle
It’s not a brand new bike

A prayer is all I ask for
A prayer that asks the Lord
To bless those here beside me
The broken, beat, the poor

Malnourished Children

Ask that He please hear you
In your Christmas prayer
And bless all souls who suffer
So lost and in despair

For myself I ask you nothing
Except this one small prayer
So won’t you take a moment
Bow your head and show you care

… Blessed are the Merciful, they shall obtain Mercy …

(Poem by Betz Spencer)